Subject: A Letter to My Daughter on Her Wedding Day (incest)
Written by: Josh <joshm_9969@yahoo.com>
Posted by: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
Sent: Saturday, May 23, 2009 12:51:36 AM

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include depictions of underage, nonconsensual and unprotected sex as well as 
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Summary:

Josh has a 24 year-old daughter named Jessie.  He has had incestuous thoughts of 
her and this was the letter he would love to give her before were wedding day.

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To my daughter Jessie on the night before your wedding day....

My Dearest Daughter Jessie,

I cannot believe you are about start a new chapter in your life.  I dreamt of 
you getting married one day and that day finally arrives tomorrow.  You will 
make a beautiful bride and a wonderful wife.  You have my blessing in this step.  
I wish you and your future husband every happiness.  I am so proud of you and 
love you with all my heart as only a father can.

My love for you is very deep.  I know I've had to be strong for you at times, 
but I have always been so for your protection and for your well-being.  I know 
we've talked about everything during your life's journey to this day, including 
how to be a thoughtful and loving wife, but there is something I have wanted to 
share with you for the longest time.  you will now belong to another man.  Yes, 
you'll always be my sweet baby girl, but you'll no longer be that innocent girl 
I've brought you up to be.  Yet, it is an innocence I had dreamt you'd give to 
me one day. 

I have tried to share this with you in the past, but the love I have for you and 
the love I want to share with you is difficult for a father to show his 
daughter.  I know you love me and trust me in all things so I ask you trust me 
one more time.  The love I have and the love I know you have for me can be made 
deeper when shared intimately.  What I am trying to say is I have wanted to be 
the man you loved first and showed that love in the fullest way possible.  I 
wanted you to give yourself to me just as you will be giving yourself to your 
new husband tomorrow.  I have wanted to show you that love physically, knowing 
it would bond us together in the deepest way possible between a man and his 
daughter.

I have watched over you, I have protected you, I have taught you and nursed you 
when ill.  I have slept by your side when you were in the hospital and I was by 
your side when you called for my help.  I have given all I could to see you 
reach this day.  During all that time I have wanted more because I have loved 
you so.  I just tell you that you are a beautiful young woman, and I am not just 
saying that as your father.  I

I first learned of these feelings and longing for you as you started to come of 
age and develop as a woman.  You went from a cute little girl to this woman who 
started to attract the stares from not only boys, but men.  You went from 
letting Daddy bath you and see you naked to wanting your privacy around me.  
Yet, you'd sit on my lap in the thinnest of panties and a night shirt that rode 
up revealing your belly and panties.  You had to have noticed that I would get 
hard as you sat on my lap.  You'd wiggle some and my hard shaft would nestle in 
the crack of your bum.  You'd sit like that on my lap for a whole movie.  Every 
time I would begin to soften you'd wiggle and I'd get hard again.  It seemed 
like you knew exactly what you were doing. 

As you sat on my lap, I would kiss the back of your head and let you nuzzle 
against me.  I would caress your legs, especially your thighs.  There were times 
when it was just you and me in the room, you'd stretch and I could see down your 
shirt and your panties would pull on your womanhood revealing every curve of 
your young pussy.  That would always make me throb and you'd settle back on my 
cock.  Forgive me, but I will be using strong words because you are old enough 
to know what they mean. 

I would resume rubbing your young body and hold you.  You'd put your hand on 
mine and make me hold you.  I could even feel your young breast as you snuggled 
closer.  you never minded and would actually sigh and shift when I would 
absentmindedly rub your nipple with my thumb through your thin shirt.  When you 
weren't sitting on my cock, you'd shift with your legs pulled up and across my 
lap and I would rub your ass.  I would even press the side of my palm into your 
crack as I rubbed you and you'd just curl up more on my lap and close your eyes. 

I felt like I was molesting you so I didn't do more, even though you appeared to 
enjoy it and never complained.  It didn't stop there as often when I was 
watching sports in the bedroom, you'd plop yourself on the bed in your night 
shirt and panties laying on your belly.  You'd face the tv, but you'd lay next 
to me so I could rub your feet and your calves.  I would rub your thighs and 
your ass.  I would swear you would moan at times, especially when my fingers 
dipped inside your thighs and slide against your panty covered pussy.  You'd 
spread your legs a bit wider but you never asked me to touch you more.  And I 
felt I was touching you too much.  After a while, you'd get up and come kiss me 
on my cheek. I would always have an erection then which you could see.  And when 
I saw you stand there, I noticed your panties had a wet spot just right where 
your sex was covered. 

Once you left, I would rub my cock through my pants.  Some times I would head to 
the bathroom and stroke myself until I came.  I would think of you when I would 
climax, shooting my semen into your pussy instead of the toilet, where it was 
wasted.  I imagined that you would go to your room and slip your panties aside 
and rub your young pussy until you too climaxed.  I would also imagine you 
licking your juices off your fingers, like it was my cock you were licking after 
sex. 

I always regretted that I never did take that trip with you that I had promised.  
Just you and me and a week on the road to see some of the natural sites of the 
land.  We would have been in the same hotel room every night and without your 
mom or brothers around, I suspect we would be in bed together this night of all 
nights instead of me sending you this letter had we taken that trip. 

The years passed and you grew into the woman you are.  You'd still come sit on 
my lap, but you didn't stay long, probably because big girls don't sit on their 
Dad's lap for more than a few minutes.  Yet, you'd always kiss my cheek and lean 
over knowing I would glance down your top and see you were not wearing a bra.  
You never complained, but smiled at me. 

Since there were obvious signs you felt stirrings for me, your father, I feel I 
can say this to you now, even if it seems too late, which it is not.  I want you 
Jessie.  I want to show you how much I love you and make love to you.  I want 
you to be my lover just once so I know you love me as much as I love you.  I 
want you to whisper to me that after seeing this letter that you did and do feel 
the same way and want that for yourself too. 

If you do, then I will meet you when you are ready and express my love for you.  
If you don't, then you can burn this letter and pretend it never happened.  I 
believe, however, that this is something you will respect as I hope you see that 
honoring me fully can include giving yourself to me physically.  

Even as I write this letter of love to you, I have longings for you that started 
back when you would nuzzle next to me.  It's also because I have imagined you 
saying yes to my invitation and being with me.  I would be gentle and tender 
with you. 

Once alone behind closed doors, I would hold you in my arms and kiss you.  The 
first kiss would be a chaste Father daughter kiss.  My next kiss would include 
my tongue pressing between your lips as lovers kiss.  Your arms would wrap 
around my neck and my hands would be on your back as the kiss continues, getting 
wetter, hotter and more passionate.  My hands would roam over your backside, 
until the kiss would break and I would look into your eyes and you would say to 
me, "I am yours, Father.  Make love to me."  Then you'd take my hand and place 
it on your breast confirming your words. 

As I cup your breast in my large hand, I would say, "I longed for you to give 
yourself to me in this way, Jessie."  We would embrace again and this time you 
would feel my erection press against you through my slacks.  Taking you to the 
bedroom, I would undress you and kiss your body as the clothes came off, feeling 
your warm naked skin with my lips.  Then I would set you on the bed and undress.  
While looking in your eyes, my shirt comes off, then my pants are undone and my 
hard erection bobs in anticipation of being inside you. 

"Touch my cock, Jessie."  I would ask, wanting you to suck me for the very first 
time too.  "Then take me in your mouth baby.  I can't believe this is really 
happening Jessie."  And you take me in your hand....strokes me slowly, making my 
tip extend more, which expresses more precum.  I then feel your warm breath on 
my tip as I see you take me into your mouth and suck me in slowly.  "That feels 
better than I ever imagined."  I moan as you begin bobbing on my shaft.  I hold 
your hair, caressing it as you keep sucking me.  But I don't have you suck me 
for long.  I scoot you back on the bed and join you. 

"I want you more than ever, Jessie," I growl, and move on to you.  I caress your 
body, I tease your breasts, kissing them, sucking them, finally getting to do 
something I have dreamt for a long time.  I make your nipples swell and harden 
as I make love to your body.  I kiss your chest, then your collar before getting 
to your neck.  I nibble softly and suck on your flesh.  I press my body against 
you as well, with my swollen cock rubbing precum and your own saliva on your 
belly.

I hear you moan as I touch you.  I kiss your mouth again and shift my hips so my 
cock dips lower.  "Spread your legs baby, Daddy wants to fill your pussy," i 
whisper to you.  And as you do, my cock works into your slit.  I use one hand 
now to hold my cock and stroke you.  I feel the tip get wet as I rub you over 
and over.  Then I find your pussy entrance and push just the tip in about an 
inch.  I whisper again........"Ready Jessie?  Daddy really does love you and 
wants you more than ever." 

I hear you whisper "more than anything Daddy.  Take me and make love to me.  I 
need your cock inside me."  With that encouragement, which makes my cock swell 
even harder, I push into you slowly.  It's that first time inside you that I 
will always remember.  How your walls expand and give way to my shaft as it 
penetrates deeply into you.  I will remember how you moan and sigh as I fill you 
up with your Daddy's cock, the instrument that gave you life over 20 years ago.  
You are wetter than I expected, but it must be because you want me just as much 
as I want you.  I memorize how your pussy feels surrounding my shaft once I my 
hips press against yours. 

I just hold you now as your pussy gets used to having my cock deep inside you.  
And only then you whisper to me, "Daddy, I am not a virgin."  I chuckle at that 
and say as I kiss you softly....."I didn't expect you to be and it's okay."  But 
you say, "No Daddy, I mean not anymore, I am not a virgin.  You are the first 
man I've ever been with."  That little bit of news alone would be enough to make 
me climax inside you, but I hold back, in awe of what you just said.  "Thank you 
Jessie, you've just made your father the happiest man on earth."  Clichéd, yes, 
but never truer. 

I begin to make love to you, my incestuous daughter with her incestuous Father.  
My cock fills you again and again.  I go slowly to let you enjoy it.  If I went 
any faster, I would cum way too soon.  As we make love, I hold you in my arms, 
caressing your face.  My near orgasm subsides and I go faster again.  Now I have 
better control so I begin riding you.  Giving you as much pleasure as you are 
giving me.  I can feel your hips grind against me each time I bottom out in your 
vagina.  I announcing to you that I am ready to cum...."baby, Daddy's gonna 
finish.  you feel so tight and wonderful I can't hold back.  I need to cum 
inside you Jessie." 

With that, I begin spurting my seed into your womb.  Daddy's seed filling his 
daughter's womb.  The first time you've ever laid with a man and it's your own 
loving Father.  My cum keeps spurting for a good 15 seconds or more, giving me 
such an intense orgasm that you make me moan loudly. 

I would feel your hips respond and your small voice tell me "Daddy, fill me up.  
Give me your love Daddy.  I love you!"  And then I would feel your walls 
contract as I give you your first orgasm with me.  I would keep stroking you as 
you stiffen and release your own sweet juices.  At that moment, the air would be 
rich with the scent of our lovemaking  And I would kiss you, softly, as you 
tremble in my arms, gasping for breath from the connection we just made, Father 
and daughter.

After you calm, and my cock would soften, I would pull out of you, kiss you 
again, caressing your pretty face.  Then I would hold you close to me, 
whispering.  "Jessie, I love you.  I am so happy you want to be with me like 
this."  And I hear you say similar words of affection.

What a beautiful experience that would be.  And hopefully, it would only be the 
beginning too.

With all my love for you, my precious Jessie,

Dad

  
Josh - A Letter to My Daughter on Her Wedding Day